Category: Creative Writing
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I’m Ready To Go
An angel came to me today, and asked if I was ready to go. I said yes. I laid there, sure of myself. No regrets. No concerns. They asked again, hinting at anything I’d want to return to. Anything that would pause this moment. I said I was ready. They closed my eyes and asked…
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If You Want Me, Then Just Say That.
If you want me, then just say that. A Short (Love) StoryLast Update: 24/7/2026 Locked eyes, our intensity is deep. She doesn’t know what she does to me… Or maybe she does. I hope she does, that would make this much easier for me.
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Break Your Own Heart
Take the chance. A sign? Yes. No? No sign. Take the chance. Love Hard. Worth it You are Worth the chance Value The chance You only get one Life Regret Don’t Miss the chance Here For you.
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The Heartless Romantic
I don’t believe in love. As I approach the confessional Eyeing the listening ears of the ones set to forgive I whisper into the darkness A lone, tear falling An admittance I didn’t want to make A voice I didn’t fully know A conviction waiting at the end “I don’t believe in love.” As someone…
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Joy from a Touch
My heart, racing My awareness, peaking My breath, hitched My eyes, fixed I’ve been woken up by this Again A spark I couldn’t control One I struggle to ignore. But I did Well My family wouldn’t accept this part of me I knew this early Being Black was difficult enough, but this Warrants a modern-day…
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Protected: This Place Sure Does Know How To Wear Someone Down
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Have You Ever Seen Venus Twinkle During Dawn?
Someone asked me: “What is one thing that made you happy recently?” Have you ever seen Venus twinkle during dawn? A lightning storm hovering in the distance. Plane silence triggering a unique ambience. Slight turbulence resetting the moment. Again and again. I wasn’t expecting that. It didn’t last. It never does when the sun is…
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It’s a New Year, and I Don’t Play.
I used to play. For fun. To indulge the other person. To make light of the situation. To feel good. To feel better. But the surface is hardly ever fun long-term, I wanted something real. And playing leads to uncertainty, To mixed feelings, To boredom, And longing for more. So I stopped, Abruptly. It was…
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On The Fire: How Could An Angel Create So Much Hell?
Fire has been confusing for me. For an embarrassing amount of time, Fire confused me. Because of this, Fire is something that I think about a lot. I know how I feel about it now. I’ve taken quizzes. Read books. Researched. Inquired. Meditated. The works on Fire. To determine what it means for me. How…
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